You Get What You Cast On

The moment that the stitches were cast on, the future was determined. One might think that a bit of innocence was involved, but that was not the case.  It could be that misplaced belief in a possible miracle was part of the decision - nope.  

It turns out that when an experienced knitter casts on eighty-eight stitches with the intent of producing a swath of drapey fabric that measures forty inches in length and has two slits so as to make a sideways loose vest AND said experienced knitter willingly starts working seed stitch there bound to be lots and lots of moans and groans, not to mention other "sounds."

 One week after casting on and it is only one third done and I might be ready to send it to time out.  

Luckily I have three other projects to keep me happy!